Regret Came Too Late

Chapter 8

Grace had underestimated the acceleration of the electric scooter. The moment she twisted the throttle, it lurched forward and crashed straight into someone's car.

She tumbled to the ground and scraped her knee. The sharp sting made her frown.

The car's owner stormed out furiously. "Do you even know how to ride? Are you in

a hurry to die or something? Damn my luck. This is a new car I just picked up from

the dealership, for goodness sake! You better pay for the damages."

Grace glanced at the car emblem and realized it was a Maserati.

Just great. There was no way her ten thousand dollars would cover this.

A crowd quickly gathered, eager to see who had the misfortune of crashing into a luxury car.

The man grabbed her sleeve. "Pay up, woman, or I'm calling the police!"

Grace adjusted her stance to alleviate the pain in her leg. "Is ten thousand dollars enough?"

The man thought he was hearing things, and his face immediately flushed with anger. "Do you take me for a beggar or something?"

at Ethan's intersection had turned

and the air around him turned colder

Tim was about to step on the gas pedal, Ethan spoke up. "Go settle it." Tim's grip on the steering wheel tightened immediately. He had the urge to say something but finally decided against it

Grace's forehead was already covered

out who to call for help

professional tone. "Call the traffic police first.

about to explode in rage again, but when he noticed that Tim had stepped out of a limited edition

Druville, and he couldn't

said, "A hundred thousand dollars. You

and turned

sportswear today, emphasizing her shapely legs and

tip of her nose added a touch of warmth to her otherwise cool and

have the money to pay you back

feeling that someone else was

her

was a picture of impatience, clearly uninterested in talking to her any

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